This article was sent to me, the subject was title "Ole Miss from an Auburn perspective". It's hi-larious. MEDITATION IX ON Oct 27, 2004 - 03:07 PM by ChadGibbs I believe it was William Faulkner who said of Ole Miss fans, "They are as haughty as the French, more arrogant than the Crimson Tide, exceeding even the British in snobbery, all while carrying a list of accolades shorter than Vanderbilt's." Actually I said all of that, but you get the point. Who knows where this unfounded arrogance comes from? It's seems their seersucker suits give them super powers, where they can convince themselves that North-Central Mississippi is the center of high society. You can try and reason with them, but you will fail. Truth is you can only argue so long with a man wearing a bow tie before you burst into hysterical laughter. You are better off to just let them be. Sip their mint juleps, flirt with their daughters, and pocket some of their silverware when they are not looking. Perhaps much of their superciliousness is due to the fact Ole Miss has remained faithful to an Old South lifestyle. Perhaps superciliousness is the longest word I've ever typed. But in recent years The University of Mississippi (School Motto: Two Books, Twelve Teeth, and a Dream), has undergone a serious image makeover. When you go to Oxford these days you will not hear the Ole Miss Band play Dixie, and you will not see Colonel Reb walking the sidelines. But traditionalist need not worry, Ole Miss will continue its tradition of cheering during the opposing teams Alma Mater. So while you may forget their Southern heritage, you'll never forget that they are jackasses. Another tradition that remains intact is tailgating in the Grove. According to www.olemisssports.com, the Grove is a "10-acre grassy plot of ground in the center of campus which is heavily shaded by large oak trees." According to Chaste Chad, the Grove is a big field where Ole Miss fans eat corndogs off fine china and put candelabras on card tables. I guess it is fun to dress up fancy and pretend you are not in Mississippi, but who are they kidding? During the off-season, the Grove is used to reenact Civil War battles. And I don't want to offend any Civil War reenactors, because they carry muskets. But why relive a war we lost? I love Auburn and its history, but I'm not about to reenact the '85 Iron Bowl. Despite the sleepy Old South exterior, Oxford is fast becoming known for its overuse of a modern medical marvel; namely, the breast implant. Campus is covered with scantily clad coeds, sporting the nicest boobs daddy's money can buy. Being chaste and engaged, I must keep my eyes to myself. However you dear reader are free to enjoy these strippers-to-be and their Leather mini-skirts. Just be sure and act like a gentleman, because daddy has been drinking in the Grove all morning, and he brought his musket. Way down yonder in the land of cotten, Eli's gone, your team is rotten. Look away, look away, look away. Dixie Land
you ought to have to live up here amongst this crap. what gets me is they act like "tailgating in the grove" is the greatest thing. TRUE STORY My wife went to a game ( OLE MISS ) with some people she works for that are alumni several years ago. ( she had to, it was business ) They told her grandios stories of how "special" this grove is for tailgating, and oh how special it was that day for jefferson pilot to be there. :dis: Oh my wife was soooooo impressed. ( at the time she had never been to an LSU home game ) :dis: Well I laughed at them and they got their lil itsy bitsy feelings hurt, asking, " what's wrong with our grove?". I told them it was nice and picturesque and all but the best way I could explain it to them was, see this drop of water? that's the grove. Now imagine a #5 Hurricane. that's LSU's campus scenery and comradery during tailgating. Sure the grove has old oaks and nice scenery but....... the nicest thing I could say was, it's sorta quaint. They scrunched their eyebrows up in disbelief. :dis: These folks never go to away games. Well Lo' and behold I got some tickets to go to an LSu game and invited out hapless Rebel friends that same year. We got to BR and found a parking spot. They wandered around campus behind us in their lil Rebel jackets looking in awe at the crepe Myrtles, old buildings, indian mounds and giant antebellum oaks on LSU's campus. One was overheard to comment, well ya'll's whole campus tailgates. I just nodded and said I tried to tell you. Finally as it neared time for kick off and we made our way to tiger stadium, my wife turned to one of the them and said. My husband was right, OLe MISS is a drop in the bucket compared to LSU. :hihi: I just smiled. Case closed. lefire:
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